Skye O'Malley: A Novel by Bertrice Small

Author:Bertrice Small [Small, Bertrice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780345292568
Amazon: 0345292561
Publisher: Ballantine Books
Published: 2007-12-26T05:00:00+00:00

You know that, don't you? I'venever loved before, sweetheart, but as God as my witness I do love you."

They made love tenderly, lingeringly, then slept, awakened, andmade love twice more. As Geoffrey had promised her, the next threedays were spent in an orgy of love making, eating, and drinking.And even if they had wished to change the program they would nothave been able to do so, for they awoke that first morning to finda January snow-storm swirling about them.

As gleeful as children, they piled wood upon the fire and thensnuggled naked beneath the down coverlets just before Rose arrivedwith a breakfast of hard-cooked eggs, thick slices of country ham,bread, cheese, and nut-brown ale. It snowed all that day and theynever stirred from their bed except to feed either the fire or them-selves. Skye could not believe how often and easily he aroused her,fulfilled her, loved her. Each time she thought surely it could nothappen again, and yet it did.

On the second day the snow stopped and the sun shone again.They dressed and played outdoors in the snow like youngsters, muchto the amusement of Master Parker and his wife. But Rose wasoutraged. It was unthinkable for the gentry to behave in such afashion! Especially such a handsome, romantic gentleman as theEarl.

Skye's cheeks were red with the cold and she shrieked with mockterror as the Earl pelted her with snowballs. She got back at him byteasing him into position beneath the roof and then sending a well-aimed snowball into the piled-up snow on the edge. It tum-bled downover him like an avalanche, leaving him sputtering his surprise.

That night they sat before the fire, Skye in her simple white caftanand Geoffrey in a green velvet robe. They roasted chestnuts in thecoals of their fire, picking the sweet, hot meats from the shells,burning their fingers in the process. He found a lute in the com-monroom of the inn and brought it back to their little room. To her surprise he played and sang quite well. He sang her several naughtyditties that left her weak with laughter, and when he saw that shewas helpless he put the lute down and pounced on her. Giggling,she fought him off, tickling him mercilessly until he too was helplesswith mirth.

They lay panting upon the bed, and then suddenly he was kissingher frantically. "Skye! Skye!

Dammit, woman, love me a little!"

"But Geoffrey," she protested, "I do!"

"No, sweetheart, you love what I do to your passions but youfeel nothing for me. You're so fair, so charming, so intelligent! Ithought it was enough, but it isn't enough. I want you to care as Icare."

"Oh, Geoffrey!" There was genuine regret in her voice. "I don'tknow if I shall ever love again. It hurts so damned much to love.I like you, and I had thought we would be friends. It's more than most men have with their mistresses."

"You're not just any woman, my love! I want more of you, Skye,than most men have of their mistresses."

"You have no right!" she shouted at him. "You do not take me,I give myself freely! Be-cause I want to, and only because I do wantto.

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